The group of followers finally came to their senses. No matter what the battle between the priests would be like, they still had to save people first. Gritting their teeth, several of them rushed towards Mu Hanyan again, while the others made hand gestures, and several priestly magic spells rained down on Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao was having a great time beating the turtle, and seeing this, he chuckled, squatted slightly, and hid under the turtle shell. The priest's magic spells fell on the turtle shell, but did not even cause a ripple, and disappeared.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?" A young priest widened his eyes in surprise.

Although many magical instruments can dissolve the power of the laws in the priest's magic, there will always be some noise, but this time, there was no reaction at all.

Before he could react, Ling Baobao stuck his head out again, and with a heavy swing of his tortoise shell, he knocked him to the ground. With the muffled sound of "bang bang bang", blood splattered again, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

"Do you really think that there is no one in our Huayu Temple? Let's fight them." Someone shouted, and all the priests and guards of the Huayu Temple rushed forward like a tide.

Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming were injured indiscriminately by the other party. They had been holding a lot of resentment for a long time. The arrogance and domineering behavior of Ou Mingzhi and others was a trampling on the dignity of Huayu Temple.

Mu Hanyan's previous words of tooth for tooth and blood for blood finally aroused their long-suppressed bloodiness, and the splattering blood and the faint smell of blood in the air made the blood in their bodies boil completely.

While the priests Ou Mingzhi had brought with him were all quite capable, generally superior to those of the Flower Rain Temple, there were only a dozen of them. Even with the Flower Rain Temple's decline, it still had around twenty priests left, plus loyal guards, for a total of over forty. In a matter of moments, those pitiful priests were overwhelmed by the angry crowd.

An Xiaxin's eyelids twitched unconsciously. At the beginning, the priests of the Huayu Temple were still using priest magic, but as soon as they rushed close, they immediately changed to fighting skills.

As the left priestess, her strength was much stronger than Chen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan, and she had also learned the martial arts passed down from generation to generation in the temple - Eight Desolate Divine Meteorites earlier. So she could easily see that what the priest guards were using was the Eight Desolate Divine Meteorites, but it was more profound and mysterious, and more unpredictable than what she had learned.

Most importantly, it was even more ferocious and violent. The power contained in the punches and kicks did not seem to be much weaker than the priest's magic.

Hearing the screams like ghosts and wolves howling and seeing the blood splattering, An Xiaxin felt vaguely uneasy. The other party was from the Lingyu Temple, and Ou Mingzhi was the young master of the Ou family. If nothing unexpected happened, he would most likely become the chief priest of the Lingyu Temple. Wouldn't this be like making a mortal enemy?

"Yuhe, Qinglan, why don't you persuade them to stop first!" An Xiaxin said hesitantly. Although she was also angry at the rudeness of Ou Mingzhi and others, as the Left Priestess, she had to consider the overall situation.

As she said this, An Xiaxin turned her head, but was stunned. There was no trace of Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan around her.

Looking at the crowd again, cold sweat broke out on An Xiaxin's forehead.

That guy in the crowd, with his vicious, seemingly vulgar moves, yet with a face as shy and timid as a boy next door, who else could he be but Lord Sikong Qinglan, the Prayer Priest? And that little girl with a baby face, flushed with excitement, kicking repeatedly in the dirty ways, who else could she be but Lord Shen Yuhe, the Right Priest?

He has fallen. He is the Right Priest, the Prayer Priest. How can he be so vulgar and disgusting when he just takes action?

An Xiaxin blushed and covered her eyes, too embarrassed to watch any further.

Not only the priests and guards of the Flower Rain Temple, but even the common people were ignited with passion and rushed into the battle... Strictly speaking, it was not really a battle, but just one-sided abuse.

Although they had not practiced the priest's magic, nor did they have the strong physique and strength of the temple guards, they had practiced martial arts like the normal people in the Continent of Gods. Due to the decline of the Flower Rain Temple and the damage to the formation barrier, their lives were not much better than those of ordinary people, and their martial arts were even stronger.

Their combat experience is obviously richer than those of the priests, so they are naturally faster, more accurate, steady and ruthless in their attacks, and every move hits the vital points.

As a result, the screams became even more shrill.

"Master Priest, why don't you let them go first? No matter what they say..." Looking at those faces full of violence and excitement, An Xiaxin knew that she could no longer stop them, so she had to come to Mu Hanyan and whispered.

"Mu Hanyan, you are dead. Do you know who I am? I will never let you go. I will make you wish you were dead and unable to live. No, I will let you know what it means to be in ecstasy. I will not let anyone from the Huayu Temple go. An Xiaxin, Chen Yuhe, you bitches, I will make you regret it. Just wait, you will soon know what it means to be in ecstasy." At this moment, Ou Mingzhi let out a crazy roar.

Mu Hanyan hadn't expected this guy to be so stubborn and still so arrogant even at this moment. However, from this sentence, one can also see the viciousness in Ou Mingzhi's heart. This kind of person is often more terrifying than a villain like Long Wudang who almost carved the word "bad guy" on his forehead.

An Xiaxin's face changed. She was not a little girl who knew nothing. Of course she knew what Ou Mingzhi meant by ecstasy. Her cold face turned red again, and her eyes were filled with shame and anger.

"Bang!" An Xiaxin kicked out.

"Ah..." Ou Mingzhi howled again and hunched his body like a shrimp.

An Xiaxin's kick landed squarely between his legs, sending shivers down the spines of those around him.

"Do you really think that Huayu Temple is easy to bully? Do you really think that I, An Xiaxin, am easy to bully? I want to see how Lingyu Temple destroyed my Huayu Temple. If you don't let me go, I won't let you go either..." An Xiaxin pounced on Ou Mingzhi like a wounded and completely enraged female leopard, punching and kicking him without any restraint, and her feet never left the vital part between Ou Mingzhi's legs.

Mu Hanyan looked at An Xiaxin in surprise. She had thought that Chen Yuhe was weak on the outside but violent on the inside, and was the most violent person in the Huayu Temple. Now she realized that she might have been wrong again. An Xiaxin seemed to be much more cruel than Chen Yuhe.

But soon, Mu Hanyan discovered that while An Xiaxin was beating and scolding her, tears of grievance were flashing in her eyes.